Support Systems lyrics
by mclusky
Think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars
Or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfilment
Is everybody made of skin here?
Yes, we're all made of skin
And bone and ligament
Let's hear it for the bi-peds
Those horrible monsters
Let the hotel line managers decide their fate
Let's hear it for the bi-peds
Those horrible monsters
Those grinning mogodons with their painted on slogans
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Think of death as a medium-sized yellow robot
That should help
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains
Salt and its stains, salt and its stains, salt